El destino es el que baraja las cartas, pero nosotros somos los que jugamos

“Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient foolArt thou, to break into this woman's m…”

“Muster your wits; stand in your own defence...”

“The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,And say what thou seest yond.”

“love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit”